Monday, July 1, 2013

Is it that important?

We pulled into the gas station, and my daughter joined me at the pump for "a little talk."  The short ride from our house to the station had been fraught with teenage grumpy angst, and we had a "fun day" planned...  Fun is relative when Teenage Angst rears its lovely head.

"So," I began. "What's going on?"

"McKenzie knows you're supposed to scoot over if you're the first one in the car.  And she isn't doing it!  That's the rule and it's not fair!"

I nodded thoughtfully. "Okay... I can see that.  And I'll talk to her about that in the future.  But... all this over where people are sitting in the car? You know, we're going somewhere today where we could have a lot of fun and a really good day...  if we have the right attitude. Is it really worth ruining the whole day because of where someone is sitting in the car?"

"Yes," was the adamant response.

With a smile, I gave her a hug. "I think you and I both know it's only a big deal if we let it be a big deal. Sometimes you just have to decide that things aren't worth getting upset over and that they aren't really all that important. Why make yourself have a bad day when you can simply choose to let things not bother you?"

She agreed to try.  We got back in the car.  We drove away.

And as we drove down the street, I thought to myself, "You know, Jo, this is advice you could take yourself."

Yeah. I know.

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